Two more working days to go before our annual leave starts. It’ll be good to recuperate. I’ve got that lovely cold, that’s going around. Plus my stomach is playing up. I’ve an embarrassing problem on top of that.
I’ve a blood test next week, an ultrasound scan to book and I’m to have my urine dipped.
I’m sat here wanting to crawl into bed and not get out again.
Maybe that’ll get it all better?
Nah, didn’t think so.
House update: Apparently the vendor solicitors have sent over the draft contract and something else, I can’t remember the name of, but still wanting for property information forms. They’ve started. I just have to wait a little longer.
I just hope I sleep tonight, better than the last. It took me a long time to fall asleep. I even gave up and read my book at one point. It’s not a thrilling book, maybe that’s what’s helping me sleep?
Tomorrow is another day. It’ll be a new start. Let’s hope I’ll be able to breathe through my nose.